” she would be told repeatedly."Real scorcher isn't it?" George spoke, his words offering nothing more than the last four times he already said the ...same thing. In truth he was only speaking so to look at her for longer than was necessary but as she responded with nothing more than a shrug each time, the car once again fell into silence.Leaning her head against the hot window, Jessica tried her best to sleep through the journey or just close her eyes but the car was so bumpy and George wasn’t. It had to stop and it had to stop now.Thoroughly annoyed already, I treated myself to a few drinks at the Airport Lounge, no we couldn't afford it after what I saw this morning, but what the hell, it was time for me to have a little fun with the money that I had earned. By the time we boarded the plane, I was a little more than relaxed physically, but still madder than hell mentally. How was I going to handle this, I kept running different scenario's through my head when suddenly I stopped. ." well that still feels pretty wet, better get that off" "are you serious?" he grabbed her bra strap and tugged lightly " either you do it or I do" she leaned forward and reached behind to unclasp her bra, she let the straps slide down her arms and lifted the cups off her tits "do I need to check the panties " he asked "no" she slowly slid her panties off "there now don't you feel better, now lets warm you up" he reached back over and started groping her tits, massaging them, rubbing. One hand still on her breast, my other went to her beautiful pussy. It was smooth and hot, open and inviting. She thrust herself forward so that her pussy and my cock were nearly touching. My thumb rubbed her lips, spreading her juice around and across her nub. I felt her hands groping, grasping my manhood. “Mmmmmmmmmm,” she moaned as I entered her slowly, first with one finger and then two. My other hand was rubbing her clit in small circles. We were both slick with oil and sweat. I had both.